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Oct 12, 2015 10:33PM
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Show me your scars Muse A is a paramedic. One night they are called to a house after a domestic disturbance call. Muse B is lying on the carpet in the living room in need of medical assistance.
Muse A does what they can for Muse B and when they arrive at the hospital feels unable to just leave them there alone.
Muse B’s recover takes some time and every single day when Muse A is not on shift they come to the hospital room to visit Muse B and help them however they can. They bring flowers and books, TV shows, board games, sneak in the food that Muse B likes.
The two become good friends over that time and those feelings grow for Muse A they begin to fall in love with Muse B.
The night before Muse B is to be released the above exchange happens and Muse B kisses Muse A. Are the feelings reciprocated? Can Muse B open up about it all and let Muse A help them heal more than just their physical scars?
Do you want to incorporate doubles or just stick with singles?
I kind of was thinking doubles at the moment. Reason being is I had this idea for Muse B (Girl) who, is in the hospital and Muse A (Guy) comes in and, out with his night shift too early morning and he bonds with the girl. Slowly it blossoms into a steady relationship. From there maybe the abusive ex-boyfriend, tries to come and find her which he does alone. But when he finds her alone while Muse A, is out he comes home early to check on Muse B to find the abusive boyfriend? Something like that.
Alright. Would it be cool if I'm Muse B? I'm not sure how you want to incorporate another female and male besides the ex-boyfriend?
Yeah that's fine if you're Muse B. Hmm maybe another female as a jealous nurse who has a thing for Muse A and eventually tattles on Muse B to the ex-boyfriend?
I like it. But to help it clarify so we both don't get confused or rather I...Would it be best if you played the ex-boyfriend or shall I when there are scenes where Muse B talks to him?
That is entirely up to you, I'm fine with either way.
How about during some of those scenes we go back and forth? Shared character perhaps to make it easier?
Would you like me to go first or you? Also do you want to make it short and simple or semi-detailed?
Are we making characters or just going right into the role play? I prefer the actual writing to be semi-detailed but characters it doesn't matter.
I thought of making the characters first so we both had a outline of their personality and maybe partial history. Reason being partial is because if you did all of it...I think it would make rping not good. Something like that if I made any sense.
Yeah we're totally on the same page on this. I'll get mine up as soon as I see yours.
"Life is not what it's always cracked up to be folks. Let's be real. And while were being real let me tell you photographs speak louder then words can ever do. I should know. I'm a photography major. But I'll leave it at that."[ Name ] Avery Sadie Walker
[ Nickname's ] Ava, Sadie
[ Age ] Twenty-Two | 22
[Year in School ] Sophomore
[ Major ] Photography
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[ Personality ] Avery is quite compassionate and maybe because she learned it from her mother. No matter what race you are, class status, ethnicity, or what job you have you should always care for others when they cannot care for themselves or look amongnst themselves. And so she did. Growing up with that knowledge. But later on her compassion kind of died down and had anxiety but also depression to a mood disorder. She hates to admit it but she has problems of her own which she rather not admit.
[ Brief History ] Avery grew up with two loving parents or so she thought. They both loved and treated her well since she was born to kindergarten through grammar school. And from there through high school it got harder. Concentration became harder but she did with flying colors. Maybe because she joined the stoner crowd and had them pitch in to later find out she had anxiety. But not just any type social anxiety which did play a role in getting her foot in the door to college. To even finding out she had a mood disorder and drug addiction. Not exactly what you wanted to hear when your trying to pursue your career goal. Or the fact that she lives with her boyfriend who she doesn't realize is using her as a victim mentally and physically by abusing her. All Avery knows is she's paying rent while he's letting her stay there to help with college.
[I wasn't for sure if you wanted me to also add her abusive boyfriend or not. I thought maybe you wanted to and mess around with ideas...besides it's best to have others incorporate ideas I think instead of taking it all over. But I wanted to let you know that since I'm heading off to bed.]
You can create the ex if you want, since you probably have a better picture of him based on her history. I'll talk to you about adding things if I think they need to be added. Anyway, goodnight and I'll get at least Muse A done tonight.
Our prime purpose in this life is to help others. And if you can't help them, at least don't hurt them.Name: Kyle Jay Stevenson
Nickname: KJ
Age: 24
Current Occupation: Paramedic
Year in School: Junior
Major: Pre-Medicine
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Personality: Kyle lives every day to help people. He wants nothing more than to make others feel happy and safe. He tends to put himself lowest on the list of priorities whenever he can, which isn't necessarily a good thing. While he can hold his own, he just doesn't think that he is the most important, and that will likely never change. He's a giver and a lover of just about everything. The only thing you will ever here him upset about, the only thing that you will ever hear him use the word 'hate' over, is a person who dares harm another person in any way. He just cannot stand the fact that some people are willing to injure another person, because it is a choice in his opinion.
Brief History: As a young boy Kyle went through some very difficult family issues. His father wasn't around. His mother was very ill and constantly needed his help. He rarely went to school because he was so busy helping around the house whenever he could, so he just barely made it to middle school. At this point his mother passed away and he started to feel very lost. The only thing that kept him from falling into depression was a volunteer program that he went into which allowed him a means of doing something productive. His experiences molded his need to help others and finally he went into training to become a paramedic the day after he graduated high school. That was the quickest way that he could get on track to helping people so he did it without a second thought. A few years later he decided he wanted to up the stakes and start his way to becoming an actual doctor, preferably a trauma or emergency doctor. So, he went to college and is in the pre-medicine program.
With writing you can express your feelings. Your thoughts and opinions. Maybe change and go into a different character. But when you yourself act like a dark character or go into...you know you're never going back to your usual self. [ Name ] Aiden Carter
[ Nickname's ] Aiden, Ryder
[ Age ] Twenty-Four | 24
[ Year in School ] Junior
[ Major ] English ~ Literature
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[Sorry if I didn't finish it. I kind of was just wanting to keep this one simple.]
Thanks. ^^ Where would you like to start off?
Maybe at the hospital after the incident with Avery staying at Aiden's apartment instead of starting with the domestic disturbance call?
[Sure. Hope this is alright.]The feeling of waking up at what felt like very early hours of the morning was strange to Avery. Last thing she remembered was coming home to the apartment she shared with Aiden after what was like six - thirty-four in the evening. He wasn't his usual self but that wasn't news to her. This time she was high on weed or so she remembered last. But also he was arguing about paying the bills and getting food since they were running low. She told him she would get her pay check from being a part-time barista at the coffee place near where they lived. As usual he didn't accept her answer with a simple,"No this won't do."
So what did he do? He grabbed her by the hair and started to threaten her with raping her but just his words got to her mentally. She felt whole entirely like a victim and she couldn't escape this horrid fate or so her mind told her. He gave several punches to her arm, leg, and stomach. Then he threw her against the wall to the couch. But hey let's not forget he threw a empty beer bottle which broke into shards. Some cut deep into her arms and hands. Avery didn't get how she was high at this time yet still high functioning. Most of her stoner friends were on the couch and being chill. Avery wasn't. Yet she was still able to call the police which they got a ambulance to come luckily. Just trying to picture the rest was horrible as is. Blurry images came to her of how one paramedic who sat with her in the back of the ambulance asked her questions but she passed out by the time she tried to answer him.
Ava looked around at the bed she was laying on with a nightgown on and her clothes but other belongings put in a bag beside her bed. The worst part was the feeling of what she assumed that they had to drain her of being high. Yet had cords attached to her but bandages from legs up and a breathing mask on as well.
Just what you need right now Avery. To end up in a hospital for god knows how long. Weeks? Months? And not even make it to your photography class. None of this would've happened if you didn't date Aiden ever.
As much she wanted to hate it to the bitter end she dated him. And here she was. Being a drug addict with a mood disorder to throw into the bunch. With a quiet groan though she tried her best to stay awake while trying to not shake at the same time back and forth. Maybe it was shock that did to her. Only god knows she presumed.
Kyle hated domestic violence calls. They made him furious and they were really the only times that he felt like getting violent himself. Especially this time. He would always remembered her glazed eyes and the satisfied look on the face of the man. Further, he could tell that the girl was high, but not high enough to be numb to the pain, or unaware of what was happening to her. It was horrible and he couldn't keep from checking on her through the whole ambulance ride. Of course, she had passed out toward the beginning, and she was obviously going to be ok, but it was just so tragic he couldn't help himself. Usually protocol just called for him to drop her off at the hospital with the nurses waiting for her, but he actually went with her gurney to her room. He had to make sure she was ok, had to. And when he was finally rushed out of the room he couldn't help but linger. He was still on call, but nothing had come through so he just waited to hear about this particular girl. She was the worst he had seen in a while and he couldn't get the look of her eyes out of his head. He knew she was going to be fine, but he also knew she would be in a lot of pain for the next couple of days.
Due to the drugs in her system she would be kept longer than necessary, to detox. Otherwise, she would have to be turned over to the police. It was hospital policy. So, she would be staying until she was clean, and it would be a long journey for her he was guessing. And, in his gut, he just felt that he needed to check in on her, so he would. He needed to. It was settled in his mind. So, he waited for news on her.
Eventually a nurse came out and let him know that she was going to be fine, at least in terms of the physical damage that had been done to her. She had some pretty serious cuts and bruising, but she would very much survive. They would have to keep a close eye on her stomach, but for the time being it didn't look like there were any serious internal issues.
She pulled the covers over her shoulders and wrapped it around her almost like a cocoon of some sort. And she knew she was losing either her sanity by thinking about all the what-if possibilities with Aiden while trying to not shake in fear which would lead to her worrying. But what was done is done. Hopefully he would go to jail and Avery wouldn't have to ever worry about seeing him again. Keyword was hopefully at the time being. While she was alert and wake for the time being she heard a nurse talking with someone who she presumed was the paramedic who sat with her in the back and kept checking if she was alright. Ava did feel happy that at least someone cared about her. Even if it was a complete stranger. Still the thought made her cry tears of joy and half smile at the same time. But with that thought in mind she called for the nurse. Not like she needed help but wanting to know who the guy was and thank him for helping him.
"He did a honorable deed like my mother would have said. Helping others in need and taking there pain by staying with them through the process. I wish some people were like that these days."Avery muttuered with a quiet sigh before raking her hand through her hair.
Kyle heard the nurses beeper go off and his eyes went wide as the nurse turned to go back in the girl's room. He could only assume that something was going wrong, since the girl was calling for a nurse. Of course, no logical reasons crossed his mind because he was already in panic over this girl. It was all rather silly, really. This wasn't even the worse case that he had seen and he already knew that she was going to make it, which he had really never even doubted in the first place. He really had no idea why he was feeling so attached to the girl. It made no sense, but he wasn't questioning it for the time being. He waited outside her room to wait for the nurse to reemerge. Well, he waited for a bit before he just peeped into the room. Nothing appeared to be wrong. The girl was talking to the nurse but it didn't seem there was any emergency. So, he slipped into the room and slowly walked over toward the two. He smiled at the girl, very lightly.
"Hi, I'm Kyle," he greeted, "I'm one of the guys who picked you up in the ambulance. How are you doing?" He didn't want to seem too awkward or nosy, but he was probably both of those things.
[Sorry I didn't reply Friday. I had work that night through Saturday. It's been hectic but I'm sorry for the late reply.]Avery smiled small at the nurse but really didn't want to talk to the nurse altogether. All she wanted the nurse to do was bring in the guy who talked with her partially but helped as well in the ambulance. But with a quiet sigh she shook it off.
However when he came in and she got a better look at him he was kind of hot. She wasn't going to lie in that aspect. Even though she was a auburn he did pull off having dark brown hair quite well to even a little bit of stubble. What was she wvn thinking about? For all she knew he could be dating someone. Bit the thought to think about him made her feel happy yet distracted which she didn't mind. From the real problem at hand.
Ava just looked up at him like a typical school girl out of high school with a crush. Hiding the blush and all. Nor speaking of the crush. She bit her lip blushing lightly."N-nice to meet you K-Kyle."She stuttered nervously already tripping over with her words."I'm Avery. But most call me A-Ava or S-Sadie."She sighed quietly already feeling embarrassed. If he couldn't tell already and didn't walk out on her she didn't know what. But thought of messing up now just made me want to cringe but she didn't. However when talked about other stuff she couldn't help but laugh at it but also snort at the same time. Avery just put her face in her hands sighing softly."Sorry I'm not usually lie this. Let alone laugh and snort at the same time. It's a bad habit. The snorting and laughing part. I really am sorry."Avery raked her hand through her hair before looking up at him."I'm alright at the moment. Still shaken up and remembering that night let alone the others. It's been very shaky grounds from this year to even two years ago."
